Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2782 Kelly's Enlightenment

Kelly had never dealt with the old queen, so naturally she didn't understand the meaning of the word "mother-in-law".

After all, in the United States, two people don't have much contact with each other, and visiting each other occasionally is a manifestation of family affection. As for support, that doesn't exist.

However, she was still quite touched that her mother-in-law asked several people to share the breakfast she made.

Also, Yu'e and Yifei had been so respectful to the old empress dowager in the past two days that she couldn't help but follow suit. After all, Erhong had also given her some instructions before she left.

Erhong's original words were quite harsh: "This is not the United States. You must be nice to the old queen mother, otherwise Ye Yuze might not want you!"

When Kelly heard this, she was not convinced, because she and Ye Yuze were together because of love.

And the two of them had a child, what did it have to do with others? She didn't believe that Ye Yuze would abandon her because of his mother's words.

She has been a relatively independent woman since she was young, and because of her family background, she has a strong personality.

The reason why he followed Ye Yuze without a formal status was that Ye Yuze had saved his life, and secondly, Ye Yuze also made a great contribution to his becoming the head of the Wharton family.

Otherwise, even if Ye Yuze was outstanding, it was impossible for Kelly to commit herself to a man with a family. There were many other key factors.

After spending all these years together, she has a better understanding of Ye Yuze's importance, even though this man is not well-known and looks harmless.

But only after truly understanding him can you understand how powerful this man is.

He is usually careless about everything and looks relaxed, which doesn't seem like a billionaire at all, because what he does are not what a billionaire should do.

A man of this wealth is always surrounded by people when he goes out, making a lot of noise, and most of his daily life is filled with business-related activities.

But this guy seems to have never done anything related to business, yet his business is booming.

Kelly really admired him, and she knew that no matter what happened to her, as long as this man was there, it would not be a problem.

Ye Wancheng also goes home every day. The pharmaceutical research institute is now very famous. Several drugs they have developed are famous all over the world.

Therefore, every new achievement of theirs now attracts worldwide attention, but it is a pity that the drug development cycle is too long.

Every time a new drug comes out, it takes a long time for the experimental and clinical stages combined. If it were not for this, the Junken Pharmaceutical Research Institute would probably have already become one of the top companies in the industry.

Ye Wancheng has not changed much. He is a man devoted to his career.

Although he has been in charge of a region, his achievements are not as good as his achievements in medicine.

He is the old secretary of Junken City. The current leaders of the city would consult him about many things, but he would always wave his hand without exception:
"Don't meddle in other people's business. Just handle it yourself."

After Liu Qinghua left, Ye Wancheng felt that time was running out and that their generation was sentimental.

Just like Liu Qinghua, although others cannot achieve the same success as him, they all want to leave something for this land?
It's not that they have noble character or many ideals. They were poor in that era and most of them were illiterate. The few words they could recognize were basically learned in the army.

Therefore, words like ideal and sentiment are actually very unfamiliar to them.

Their sentiments all come from the simple emotions in their hearts, just like the old leader, whose ashes will be scattered on the Tianshan Mountains after his death.

Chinese people all have a sentiment that they want to return to their hometown. When they get old, they either go back home to retire, or after they die, they are buried in the land of their hometown.

But there are very few people in the Corps who do this. Most of them are buried here because this is where they have struggled for most of their lives.

From having nothing to the current prosperity, they built it up day by day, and every change was achieved with their blood and sweat.

Therefore, they are reluctant to leave and want to be buried here even after they die, watching the changes here every day.

As for hometown, it is just the place where they were born and raised, and everyone has a different understanding of hometown.

Kelly's hands felt slightly hot as she held the porcelain bowl, and the aroma of millet porridge mixed with the freshness of pickled vegetables spread between her teeth.

The old queen was sitting at the octagonal table, her wrinkled hands breaking half a pancake into small pieces, her movements as gentle as if she was sorting silk.

This meticulous care is in stark contrast to Kelly's memory of her grandmother working overtime all night on Wall Street.

"Eat more. This is the essence of Chinese cuisine."

After breaking the cake for Kelly, the old queen suddenly spoke, with light reflected in her cloudy eyes.

"When I was pregnant with Yuze, I couldn't even afford to eat white flour buns."

Kelly's throat tightened as she remembered Erhong's warning before she left.

Looking at the old woman's cracked fingertips, I suddenly realized that the word "mother-in-law" carries much more weight in Chinese culture than blood relationship.

She put down her chopsticks and said softly, "Mom, I'll help you wash the dishes."

Yu'e was about to say something, but the old queen stopped her with a look.

In the steam rising from the kitchen, Kelly clumsily imitated the old queen and piled up the stoneware bowls into a small mountain.

The old queen was wiping the stove while she was talking about the past:
"When Yuze was a child, he always loved to secretly bury the residue of medicine in the backyard, saying that he wanted to grow a magical herb that could cure all diseases and make his father a miracle doctor."

This sentence was like a silver needle, gently piercing Kelly's deep-rooted perception of the Ye family.

She suddenly remembered the yellowed notebook in Ye Yuze's study, with the words "I want to be a miracle doctor when I grow up" written crookedly on the title page.

It turns out that the man who was able to make great changes in the capital market was still the little boy chasing dandelions on the military farm at heart.

At the same time, in the laboratory building of the Military Reclamation Pharmaceutical Research Institute, Ye Wancheng was staring at the cell samples under the microscope.

The expedited documents sent by the assistant piled up on the desk, and the latest multinational cooperation agreement was pressed under the ancient book "Compendium of Materia Medica".

He took off his glasses and rubbed his brows. The poplar forest outside the window rustled in the spring breeze. In a trance, he returned to the days when he and Liu Qinghua built a temporary laboratory in the Gobi Desert.

"Director Ye, the FDA people are here." The assistant's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Ye Wancheng quickly straightened his white coat, and his eyes behind the lenses became sharp again.

This is the third visit by international pharmaceutical giants this month. They have shown unprecedented interest in the new anti-cancer drugs independently developed by the Junken Pharmaceutical Research Institute.

However, the atmosphere in the conference room was extremely solemn. The US representative pointed at the data report and said arrogantly:

"Mr. Ye, there are obvious gaps in your clinical trial data. We need a more complete one—"

“The fault is because our experiment is conducted in Junken City.”

Ye Wancheng suddenly spoke, his voice not loud but every word was powerful:
"Our patients are real patients who cannot be cured by traditional methods, not your so-called hired medicine men!"

The conference room fell into silence. Ye Wancheng stood up and walked to the window. In the fields in the distance, soldiers were bending over to sow crops. He remembered what the old leader often said:
"People in the Corps never do things for show." On the other side, Kelly followed Yu'e to learn how to make dumplings. The rolling pin rolled on the chopping board, and the flour raised a golden mist in the sun.

Yu'e suddenly lowered her voice and said, "Sister, do you know why the old queen always nags you to eat more mutton? When she was pregnant with Yuze, she couldn't even eat it if she wanted to."

Kelly's hand stopped in mid-air. She finally understood that behind every habit and every word of the old queen, there was something more precious than money.

The phone suddenly vibrated. It was a message from Ye Yuze:

"The Tianshan snow lotus there is pretty good. I asked someone to pick some and make soup for mom and you tonight."

When night falls, the lights in the pharmaceutical research institute are still on.

Ye Wancheng saw off the last batch of visitors and prepared new medicine in the laboratory with Liu Xiangdong and Old John. The laughter of children came from outside the window.

Several children of employees were chasing fireflies on the playground. He looked at the laboratory building under the moonlight and thought of what Liu Qinghua said before his death:
"Our generation is here to plant spring in the desert."

When I got home, the snow lotus soup on the table was still steaming.

The old lady was wearing reading glasses and teaching Kelly how to cut paper-cuts. This was her unique skill, which she learned from her mother when she was a child.

Kelly came forward and took the briefcase, and said softly, "Dad, Mom made your favorite mutton dumplings."

Ye Wancheng looked at the warm lights in the room and suddenly remembered a snowy night many years ago.

At that time, he was a young barefoot doctor, carrying a medicine box on his back and walking through a snowstorm, just to deliver antipyretic medicine to herdsmen with a high fever. That time, he was almost eaten by a wolf.

At this moment, the sounds of chatting and laughing coming from the kitchen overlapped with the howling north wind in my memory, turning into a hot current that surged into my heart.

Late at night, Kelly lay in bed, listening to Ye Yuze telling stories about his childhood on the phone.

The moonlight shone through the screen onto her, outlining her gentle silhouette.

“Do you know why the Warrior Group doesn’t move out of Junken City and move to a place with more convenient transportation?
"Ye Yuze suddenly asked, "Because every grain of sand here is engraved with the oath of our fathers. "

Outside the window, the poplar forest rustled in the wind, as if telling a story of half a century.

Kelly listened silently, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, and suddenly began to truly understand this man.

Americans worship heroes, the kind of heroes who fight alone, while Chinese people pay more attention to collective honor and gains and losses.

As for which of the two cultures is better? She doesn't know, but she always feels that there is more power when there are more people, because inheritance is never an individual matter.

The Tianshan Mountains in the distance stand quietly in the night, and the snow on the top of the mountain sparkles with eternal light.

The lights of the military reclamation city lit up one after another, like stars falling on this legendary land.

The story of the Ye family, along with countless other stories on this land, continues over the long river of time...

The next morning, Kelly got up early and followed the old lady to learn how to make health-preserving porridge.

The sunlight shines through the window lattice and falls on them, forming a warm halo.

At the Pharmaceutical Research Institute, Ye Wancheng led the team to start a new day of research. Their goal was to overcome more medical problems and make the Junken Pharmaceutical Research Institute a truly world-class pharmaceutical research and development center.

At the same time, Mei Ting was holding a video conference with partners from all over the world in the conference room.

While chatting and laughing, she finalized several important investments and cooperation projects.

After Ye Yuze resigned, Ye Mao was doing internship again, and Wang Lina is now the president of the engine group and electric vehicle company.

Therefore, Mei Ting has now become the sales director of the entire Warrior Group, and her power is growing.

She didn't dare to relax at all and had to keep a close watch.

On this seemingly ordinary day, everyone in Junken City is interpreting their love and responsibility for this land in their own way.

Kelly began to learn Chinese. She hoped to have a deeper understanding of Chinese culture and integrate into this warm family.

The old lady cut a bunch of window paper-cuts, but they can’t be posted now. We have to wait until winter.

On the streets of Junken City, people are busy and fulfilled. In the farmers' market, the stalls are filled with fresh fruits and vegetables.

In school, the children's reading voices are clear and pleasant.

In the hospital, doctors are treating patients diligently. All of this is inseparable from families like the Ye family, who silently give and selflessly dedicate themselves behind the scenes.

As time went by, Kelly gradually adapted to life here.

She began to participate in the public welfare undertakings of Junken City, using her own resources and influence to raise funds for local education and medical care.

She also worked with Liu Neng and others to plant one poplar forest after another in the Gobi Desert, just like the soldiers of the Corps did back then.

Ye Wancheng and his team at the Pharmaceutical Research Institute also achieved a major breakthrough. The new anti-cancer drug they developed finally passed all clinical trials and is about to be put into production.

This news spread throughout the world, and the name of the Military Reclamation Pharmaceutical Research Institute was recorded in the history of the international medical community from that moment on.

But Ye Wancheng was not blinded by the honor. He remained humble and persistent and continued to lead the team towards higher goals.

The old queen mother is still in good health. She basks in the sun in the yard every day and tells her children stories about the past.

Whenever someone asks her about the secret of her happiness, she always smiles and says:
“When you care about others, you will live a fulfilled life.

"This sentence has also become the family motto of the Ye family, passed down from generation to generation.

Kelly was finally leaving. How could the CEO of such a big company not be there all the time? She was not Ye Yuze, and she couldn't just be a hands-off boss.

As time goes by, Junken City becomes more and more prosperous thanks to the efforts of families like the Ye family and countless builders.

High-rise buildings are rising from the ground, and modern factories and scientific research institutions are emerging.

But no matter how things change, the Corps spirit rooted in the blood has never changed. The love for the land and the persistence in life will always inspire generation after generation.

Kelly's life in the military reclamation city has completely changed in the past few months. Although Ye Yuze has not come back, she understands.

It is precisely because of his absence that I have learned a lot and truly felt what sentiment is.

Just like the Old Empress Dowager, Yu'e, and Yifei, these generations have different and common attitudes towards life.

People always need some feelings and spirit. If we only pursue material things, there will be no hope for this world...

Brothers, have fun and eat well during the holidays, and have many romantic encounters